I turn 40 on Saturday. This is one of those big milestone birthdays. I'm entering a new decade. But, as far as milestone birthdays go, 40 is a lot less attractive than 21. If you think about it, it's the I'm no longer thirty something birthday. Which...um...yay?
A few years ago, I decided that I didn't want 40 to sneak up on me. So, instead of turning 38, I turned 40-2. Last year, I turned 40-1. What it's done, is made me think of myself as 40 for the past few years. It' eased me into the idea and let me get used to it. I've been reflecting on 40 for two years now, and instead of it sneaking up on me, I've decided to run up, grab it and give it a big hug and a huge sloppy kiss.
Because you know what? When I think about it, 40 is pretty awesome. At this point in my life, I'm blessed with a wonderful husband and an adorable little boy. This is MY family. It hasn't always been easy, but the time and energy that it takes to grow such a family is part of my 40 years, and it such a huge reward. It's the same with my career. Not only do I love my job, but I make more money than I've ever made before. It takes time to build something like that.
What I've realized about turning 40 is that it's not just a milestone that marks the continued aging of my body, it's a milestone of all of the work I have done to achieve my dreams. I admit, it is frustrating to deal with the changes in eyesight and energy that come with aging. However, having 40 years of experience to draw on and 40 years worth of accomplishments to enjoy pretty much rocks.
So welcome 40, come sit with me for a spell and we'll have a grand old time.
...And bring my reading glasses with you.